Hiraeth

**⚠️ Author's Note**

This is not just a story.

This is a true story-one that was never written in books, never recorded in history, but carried quietly through generations. I heard it from my mother... and she heard it from her grandmother.

It belongs to a woman whose name time has forgotten, but whose life still echoes in the stories we tell.

No country is mentioned.
No names are given.

Because this isn't about where it happened-
it's about what happened.

A love that waited for fourteen years.
A life that was rebuilt from loss.
And a return that came... too late.

Some stories don't need proof to be real.
They live in memories, in whispers, in the way they make your heart ache.

And this one?

This one is true.